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Chapter 94 Your Name
He Zhiyao paused.

Her soft and gentle voice is so cute and outrageous.

But it's not as stiff as before.

It's like a sweet wind blowing into my heart.

The hook made his heart beat a little faster, and every pore on his body was soothed and felt extremely comfortable.

The ruthless words he let go just now were like a loud slap directly on his face, without mercy.

For the first time, He Zhiyao felt like he had lost.

He gritted his teeth secretly, a little unwilling, and wanted to teach her the same lesson as before until she was obedient and scared.

But after all, he hesitated.

With a straight face, he let go of Qin Shuang.

But he didn't want to let her go like this.

He was silent for a moment, his fingers fell on the buttons of his shirt, he unbuttoned them one by one, and took off his shirt.

Qin Shuang quickly turned his face away.

He Zhiyao pursed his lips, took off his clothes slowly, stood under the shower, and took a shower as if no one was there.

Then I took a new bath towel from the cabinet, wrapped it up and went out.

Qin Shuang, who listened to the whole process with her eyes closed: ...

She shook her eyelids under the shower, He Zhiyao...he is just crazy.

He Zhiyao left, and Qin Shuang's heart, which had been tense for a long time, finally fell back to the original place. She was afraid that He Zhiyao would turn around and come in again, so she lowered her head and bit open the knot of the tie tied around her wrist with her teeth, and quickly washed it off. After taking a shower, I dried my hair in the bathroom before carefully leaving the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

The light in the bedroom was on, but He Zhiyao was not there.

She pushed open the door of the cloakroom next to her, and sure enough, she saw a row of seasonal clothes hanging in the bedroom, and the hang tags hadn't been removed yet.

She opened the drawer, took a new set of pajamas from inside, changed into it, and walked out of the cloakroom.

He Zhiyao was holding a medicine box in his hand, and pointed to the sofa: "Sit down."

Qin Shuang walked over and sat down.

He Zhiyao put the medicine box on the coffee table, squatted on the ground, and pulled her leg.

The scraped place on her leg was flushed with water, and the wound was a little red. He Zhiyao patiently sterilized the wound for her first, and then applied medicine little by little.For the more serious wounds, bandages were put on.

He patiently did not let go of a little injury on her leg, and it took nearly half an hour to heal all the wounds.

The room was very quiet, neither of them spoke.

He Zhiyao concentrated on treating the wound, while Qin Shuang looked at him quietly. She had never seen He Zhiyao so patiently.

I don't know if it's her illusion, she always feels as if she doesn't know when, He Zhiyao seems to have started to change.

It seems to have such a trace of popularity.

In her eyes, He Zhiyao was like a cold and ruthless tyrant.

He never pays attention to other people's emotions and wishes. He seems to be the only one in his world. He seems to have a special magnetic field that makes it hard for people to get close.

They had been together for almost two years, but she never seemed to know him.

Not even a little bit of understanding.

Until tonight, when she was huddled in that corner, scared and helpless, when he suddenly came, it was as if she had met him for the first time.

Only then did she realize that he wasn't static either.

Looking at He Zhiyao like this, Qin Shuang couldn't help feeling a little lost.

He Zhiyao put away the sterilized cotton balls and ointment, raised his head to meet Qin Shuang's eyes, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Qin Shuang blinked and shook her head.

He Zhiyao's feet became numb after squatting for a long time, and he handed her his hand: "Give me a hand, my feet are numb."

Qin Shuang grabbed his hand, pulled it, but didn't pull it, put the other hand on his hand, and tried hard with both hands, trying to pull him up.

The corners of He Zhiyao's lips curled up, following her strength, he pressed her onto the sofa.

He Zhiyao looked down at her: "I let you off twice tonight."

Qin Shuang's eyelids trembled.

Suddenly remembered the phrase he said in the car, "Can I play wild?" Now that I think about it, there should be a few words missing.

He should be thinking, fight, field, fight.

Qin Shuang's face became hot.

Now she withdraws her thought that He Zhiyao has changed. He Zhiyao is a devil and has never changed.

"Look at me," He Zhiyao pinched her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

Qin Shuang hastily closed her eyes, trying to avoid his overly hot gaze.

He Zhiyao lowered his head and blocked her lips.

He kissed very gently, and when he was rarely gentle, he was also extraordinarily patient, carefully describing every inch of her lips and teeth, as if savoring the most seductive feast in the world.

Qin Shuang suspected that the little wine she drank at night had only started to be covered with alcohol. It made her whole body hot and her mind was in chaos. Bite, open, pack, pack.

The voice was a little familiar.

When she came back to her senses, she only felt a heavy sinking.

"He Zhiyao~" Qin Shuang couldn't help hugging He Zhiyao's neck.

He Zhiyao kissed her on the lips, his voice a little hoarse: "Be good, otherwise I won't guarantee how long it will take."

Qin Shuang's body couldn't help but began to stiffen.

She was uncontrollably frightened, she obviously had nothing to think about in her mind, she was clearly empty, but she still couldn't control her physical reaction, as if she was sinking into an abyss, she shivered from the cold.

Her state made He Zhiyao couldn't help frowning, and he didn't continue for a long time.

He gently comforted her for a moment, but she still seemed to be caught in her own emotions, unable to control herself.

Slowing down a bit, he got up and hugged Qin Shuang to the bed, pulled her into his arms, patted her on the back lightly, and threatened in a low voice: "Open your eyes, or I will continue."

Qin Shuang's eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

She didn't dare to go to see He Zhiyao.

She felt like she was sick.

She felt that she wasn't really resisting He Zhiyao's touch, but... she began to be inexplicably afraid, and began to fear like nightmares again and again.

Qin Shuang couldn't control himself and began to think wildly.

Just when her mind was full of confusion, she felt that He Zhiyao had grabbed her hand.

She was startled suddenly.

……

He Zhiyao carried her to the bathroom to wash his hands, then held her fingers, facing the mirror, lowered his head and bit her teeth marks one by one.

Qin Shuang looked at him like he was crazy.

He Zhiyao looked at the tooth marks on her fingertips with satisfaction,
"I should tattoo your name on your finger, Qin Shuang."

(End of this chapter)